There's a river running sweat right through our land, through our land Driven by a man with a bullwhip in his hand, in his hand And I've taken just as much as I can stand, I can stand Oh we've got to free our brothers from their shackles if we can, if we can Most nights I have to watch my woman cry, won't you cry Every day I watch the colonel smile, oh he smiles His painted ladies riding in from town, in from town Oh, I swear one day I'm gonna burn That who*e house to the ground, to the ground Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave, slave There's a rumor of a war that's yet to come, yet to come
That may free our families free our and our sons, and our sons It can lay green lands to waste the barren wastes of the wastes Oh, the price of release is a bitter blow to face of the face Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave, slave Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave, slave Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave Slave, slave To face the violence we must be brave Hold on strong to the love God gave, slave